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I was in Harrisburg last week, a city I’m happy to drive the 20 minutes it takes to get there so that I can take pictures. This particular morning the humidity was low and being summer the lighting was too bright: even at 8:30am in the morning. So I stopped by the train station and found this scene standing at the top of the stairs looking down. As calm as this scene seems I only had a second or two to get the camera to my eye. You see, a train had just stopped and the doors were sliding open., One second later the station man stopped looking at his watch, the man on the bench looked up and twenty people filled the space that was empty except for these two. This was my luck for the morning: spent on this one photo. I think it was worth it.

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